Dates In Pickup Trucks - Kassi Ashton

Back in the day when I lied We'd always fight Now here you are foolin' 'round Out every night I don't have to take it anymore And I'm tired of always keeping score All I'm saying Do I look worried to you? Oh, do I look worried? Smacked in the face, such a disgrace You were wrong I try it again, stay 'til the end But how long? We've been here so many times And I know you've fed me so many lies All I'm sayin' Do I look worried to you? Oh, do I look worried? Ohh, worried to you Ohh, 'cause I ain't worried Fool me once or twice, you know they say Shame on you! Now that I'm done with the math Here's what I'll do I'll find my way to an open door 'Cause it's not the same as it was before All I'm sayin' Do I look worried to you? Ohh, do I look worried? Ohh, worried Ohh, 'cause I ain't worried Lord, 'cause I ain't worried! You better, you better be worried! Ohh, worried, worried, worried, worried, worried, worried Yeah, I ain't gonna take it Anymore Ohhh!

Saw a '95 F150 at a stoplight Looked a lot like yours But it didn't have that learn-to-drive stick shift dent That I put in the door Or that Sunshine State sticker on the gate We'd got in a spring break town Damn, it's been a minute since I've been in it Now I'm thinkin' bout Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Do you keep a hoodie in the backsеat Like you did for me, in case shе gets cold? Is my cherry lip gloss still there in your glove box? Wonder if she knows that I was her that summer Laid back in your shotgun seat Ain't gonna lie, yeah, sometimes I still wish it was me Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat? Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's picking up the phone on a Friday night When you call saying, "Babe, be ready in five" When you pull in the drive, who's climbing inside? Making memories with you that could've been mine Whose hand's out the window when the window's down? Who's turning up the radio way too loud? Oh-oh Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading by now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? (Who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now?

Well, I got my first truck when I was three Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees Hauled marbles and rocks and thought twice before I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door She tried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand There's something women like about a pickup man When I turned 16, I saved a few hundred bucks My first car was a pickup truck I was cruising the town and the first girl I seen Was Bobbie Jo Gentry, the homecoming queen She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab And said, "I nevеr knew you were a pickup man" You can sеt my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man Most Friday nights, I can be found In the bed of my truck on an old chaise lounge Backed in in my spot at the drive-in show You know the cargo lights give off a romantic glow I never have to wait in line at the popcorn stand 'Cause there's something women like about a pickup man You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man A bucket of rust or a brand-new machine Once around the block and you'll know what I mean You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe De Ville I got an eight-foot bed that never has to be made You know, if it weren't for trucks, you wouldn't have tailgates I met all my wives in traffic jams There's just something women like about a pickup man There's just something women like about a pickup man Aw, drive that pickup now, boys That's about it Ooh-ooh-ooh

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way